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Some of my earliest memories were hearing the low bang of the rail cars connecting and train horns filling the night air. Being from a "train town", there was alwaysSome of my earliest memories were hearing the low bang of the rail cars connecting and train horns filling the night air. Being from a "train town", there was always the lure of the fading rails disapearing in the distance or the "clickity clack" of the cars gaining speed "where are they going?". I've plundered my fair share of abandoned storefronts and dilapidated barns, too. Grandpa had several sheds of tools and always had projects for every tool. If it has a story behind it... I'm interested.(Read more)